I probably should have posted this story first but oh well.
The first ghostly experience I actually remember having happened a week before my 8th birthday. My great grandma had been sick and in the hospital for awhile. She passed away a week before I turned 8. My mom and grandma didn't tell me right away because they didn't want to ruin my birthday.
I was spending the night at my grandparents when the encounter happened. My grandparents built a large family room on the back of their house and that's where I was sleeping along with my 4 sisters and several of my cousins. I was woken up by Someone calling my name. I got up and walked through the kitchen into the front room. The window is set out from the room creating a little sitting area just big enough for two needlepoint chairs (my great grandma made) and a small round side table with a cut crystal lamp (my great grandma gave my grandparents as a wedding gift).
Sitting in one of the chairs was my great grandma. I thought at first she had gotten better and come home but then I realized she glowed with an inner light. I pulled up a little foot stool and sat at her feet putting my head on her knee like I always did. She felt completely real, warm and soft. She gently stroked my hair as she explained that she loved me very much but couldn't stay with me physically any longer. She told me she was no longer hurting or ill and she would always be with me watching over me. She whispered one last I love you and was gone.
That wouldn't be the last time I saw her though.